With all the Marathon excitement Pippi took things into her own hands and found a race for herself. She's not fond of running around an asphalt track, so when she found out she could race across a bridge and be exempt from several days of track running at school she jumped at the chance. She started training shortly after the Warlock's marathon. She had a blast running around the street we live on. One time I even had to call her in from the dark.
When I signed her up for the race I noticed they had 1/2 mile race for the 3 to 6 year-olds, so I signed Bardo up, too. Race day arrived Saturday, and as Bardo and I lined up for his race I expected to see a little more excitement than this:
Seconds before the race began, Bardo tugged on my coat saying in his soft voice, "I need to go potty." So I rushed him in and back out onto the track. They let him run the race even though some of the kids were already half done. But we had a great time.
After the race, Bardo was thrilled to find bagels near the finish line.
The Warlock prepared Pippi for her race.
Their start was without incident. At one point in the race Pippi turned to the Warlock and told him that she felt like she was going to throw up. He replied that sometimes he felt like that to, and if she threw up it would be okay. So Pippi kept running and finished the Bridgefest 5k--without throwing up.
And Noel?She's a trooper. That's all.
Oh, and the highlight of the morning?